Well we’re back from visiting our place in Italy. Was it uneventful as I was hoping? At Casa Pasta Paulie – what do you think?
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busy week-end ahead
Well we’re just off for a short visit to Italy to try and progress some more of the landscaping work etc in preparation for our first guests this summer. It’s going to be busy but will find some time to get a posting done I’m sure. Only worry is will I find a screen over there that’s going to show the England v USA match on Saturday night? Yikes. Not sure that my little dongle (ooh no mrs,titter ye not) will have the necessary bandwith to let me stream the match. Did I tell you that this week I only went and replaced the RAM facility on my laptop – which had gone into panic mode – with a 4Gb upgrade? I’m seriously not joking and it works beautifully. I’m still in a daze to be honest but no doubt cutting down half an acre of 4ft high grass over in Italy (yet again, sigh) will bring me to my senses. Just think in two days time I’ll be setting fire to 7 dead elephants at 5.30am again. Oh and our pool has thousands of frogs in it apparently. Life doesn’t get much better than this.
Come on England!
the best little seafood restaurant in the world (well sirolo)
Well we’ve had a real battery re-charge here in Italy, the weather’s been lovely the last few days and we’ve worked our socks off on the house and in the garden. We’ve only a couple of days left before heading back to the UK and almost on queue the weather’s turned all British on us. Instead of a glorious sunrise bursting through the window we had rain beating against the pane this morning. We’d only 6 more olive trees to prune as well but we reckon we deserved a day off from the paesano stuff.
back for the olive picking
Well it’s been a while since I did a posting about Italy – simply because we haven’t been there for some time. C’s mum’s deteriorating situation throughout much of September and October meant that it was impossible for us to get out there. We knew the olives needed picking but they would just have to wait. After the funeral we set out the following week, just C and I. We hadn’t been there since taking S my grandson in the summer when we had to deal with the Birds! What would this visit throw up? Continue reading